|Posted on December 4, 2012 at 6:55 PM||comments (0)|
Mercy is but only the anchor-blessing He gives when again we rise. Realize the inevitable, relax, enjoy the ocean of goodness He sends to wash over your soul as cares n concerns drift...away. - J Diamond
|Posted on August 18, 2012 at 6:55 PM||comments (0)|
I move and sway to the beat and rythm of a heart filled with memories, daily bread, and an anxious HOPE... for more...
|Posted on June 14, 2012 at 1:20 PM||comments (0)|
An unfathomable, deliberate, awe-inspiring reminder that even in His tenderness, allbeit His presence, we are humbled and wise to fear!
|Posted on May 16, 2012 at 9:20 AM||comments (0)|
God shared his love with a person like me - that was Grace. I still have it - THATS Mercy....
|Posted on May 15, 2012 at 9:30 PM||comments (0)|
Wounded soldiers don't lay down and die. There's a thing inside them that propels them forward till they reach safety, a calming, soothing audible that whispers sweet peace and assures him that he's gonna live, he's gonna make it, just hold on. Even when the bullets still fly, hold on...ur gonna make it "....I KNOW God's watchin me
|Posted on May 15, 2012 at 9:15 PM||comments (0)|
I confess/I feel somewhat guilty in my happiness/there's a bubbling spirit n me/Some wonder how can he smile/...how HE reached into the darkest black and found me? I dont know bt I'm impressed!...I guess THATS Y I smile/ I smile becz I'm SAVED/ There's no better place to be than saved.
|Posted on April 12, 2012 at 11:10 PM||comments (0)|
Its the 10th mile of a swim off the coast of Kent in the English Channel...13th round Manilla-Ali's corner... ur 18 of 30 thousand ft in 80 below and hurricane-force wind before Mt Everests' peak in Tibet... ur dying slowly with still 14 miles running to Copley Square in Boston...
...your wounds have succumbed you to extreme groaning silence with painful difficulty breathing, blood leaking from gaping holes in your body; u could bow out HERE -u dont.
Who has this WILL? Each effort has its price, its prize, its own momentary prison...Extraordinary men did... The Son of Man does...
|Posted on March 26, 2012 at 9:55 AM||comments (0)|
HE is so there, the Gate is ajar, they've already begun in some time zone. I hear chants, hymns, shouts, clapping, voices of praise, an entire, enumerable Host assembles in crazy excitement to perhaps get a glimps of Yahweh, who sits upon The Throne and who's eyes are fixed upon The Gate - waiting; for me and you to come to Worship.
|Posted on March 26, 2012 at 9:45 AM||comments (0)|
Cant u see it, cant u- feel it, almost hear it - yes, and even taste it; a force of light so powerful so omnipresent that no thing, tangible or miniscule in our vast universe escapes it. Then on this soft morning my heightened senses say, SELAH and confess that the only way the sun doesnt find you is; you deliberately hide from it...there IS a mirror here.
|Posted on March 11, 2012 at 10:40 PM||comments (0)|
There are moments when I feel especially guilty. God has given me a peace so far removed from the norm that even after it settled in me I have trouble identifying it. But, I enjoy it; the guilt lies in this alone - I dont deserve it
|Posted on January 24, 2012 at 10:45 AM||comments (1)|
They bow quietly, anxious yet reverently, whispering windy songs into cool breezes, just waiting for permission from The One who sits upon the curve of the horizon...wait'n for the command....to rain...
|Posted on January 13, 2012 at 8:40 AM||comments (0)|
I was wondering - at His Wonders-that I wander not - so very far -from Him
|Posted on January 13, 2012 at 8:10 AM||comments (1)|
Randomly, halt, take a sweet moment, cut it off, turn it back on; reset, regroup, repent, recapitulate, seek wisdom, then ........fly! > He wants you to soar again.